After getting in the flying coach with the angel and heading to center of the power with the aim of learning his recent abilities, Fred was finally mitigating his hunger by using some given drugs by angel, and he was lying down on a broken bed to get ready for rest of things promised...
"Long Way Downnnn, I've comeee a long way downn from bottom of the hell to only see yaaaa alive.... "
Then suddenly Fred woke up in the flying coach after a long wearing and knotty period, bowling at the angel
"Wtf is happening here? Are you pissed out of your mind? Just let me take a nap for rest of the freaking missions comeee onn!",
Then angel uttered with great pleasure "
Woe!
You don't know whom you're speaking to
Steel yourself to exposure to better ones as I'm going to sing until we arrive at the center of power and this is my day-to-day habit, so if you're driven up, drive yourself out then die in the attempt to get rid of an angel, OK?".
Fred suddenly disclosed what he thought of his voice by means of disagreement" you think you can sing well at least like a normal person having never attempted to sing before?"
The angel said that he could not take bullshit thoughts into consideration as they were made only for making the marvelous people regard their voice less perfect than it actually was.
In Fred's opinion, the angel was singing like a mom trying to be a singer when shuffling a soup in the kitchen, so these occasions were fairly galling the Fred to start to yell at him thunderously since he was contemplating how to blend into a community including angels, sacred things...
In fact, he did ne'er want to set off with the angel claiming he was sent of the center of the power to help him discover his powers in such a weirdo flying coach which was the reference that Fred had found to call this thing, so he was rather feeling chap-fallen and not sure of the all vowed by an earnest-looking angel.
He was lying down on a filthy bed, which involved a plenty of angel's sperm stains on, some of which was foul-smelling and Fred lain on by an oversight, so it would be paradox to be chuffed with what was given to Fred particularly with an angel singing and having some balls.
He was able to resist considering neither how weird an angel sexual intimacy could be seen nor whether a female angel could have an affair with a human or not by right of the fact that his dreams ultimately could come true.
He asked curiously " where is your sex partner?"
The angel said "huh... How did you figure it out? Probably presently trying to perform some tasks".
Fred answered saying " are you having me on as you did previously ? I've lain on your sperm-pool by mistake as of the nightfall". Fred's face was exuding quite seriousness and madness.
The angel abruptly and absurdly started to mock the Fred as if he had been a laughing-stock saying " they're sacred sperm cells that can make you better off by means of miracles, if you involve some of them in your body".
He was of the mind that he was hilarious and his capabilities was enormous but in fact, he was rotten at amusing people as a shit-smelling underwear, so Fred stated his thoughts by means of realistic statements " if you consider yourself hilarious or at least funny, know that it's futile attempting even when resorting to your power".
After perceiving these words, he frowned at Fred then desultory left not uttering anything.
He had been setting himself up as a hilarious one among the angels by that moment Fred leaked out truth that sooner or later would be uncovered.
Perhaps he was to spend whole day in a sulk in such a way that he could disclose how upset he was, but it was impossible to resist laughing at him especially when he was acting like a child told off by his parents, then Fred said " anyway as I ever said, who the fuck cares?".
Then Fred couldn't head off his eagerness on learning more of that flying coach over the scarlet clouds swiftly, then he commenced to seek anything all-important at control center of it by choice so that he could be preventing himself from agonizing over how this system worked and what was fundamental part of running a machine like at that time.
He decided to look for a guidebook to see how he could find out where the power core was to learn more and more of that flying coach, but he didn't take into consideration the vision that he could be under the eye of the angel secretly.
He had been overlooking at them quickly by the moment he saw the button involving a carved writing, which was "Emergency Button" and there was a marked warning that was "Solo para situaciones de emergencia (just for emergency situations ) " right under it seeming like Spanish.
Consequently he was round-eyed with amazement as he conjured up a sacred language in his mind , which was a connection between God and Angels, however he had never heard of Spanish even once in his lifetime, so he eagerly pressed the button as if he had been a seer that could foresee something without any knowledge of it.
Fallowing his pressing, something white and fluid descended from heaven abruptly onto his whole body, he was covered with something smelling like a watermelon mixed with a ton of egg-whites and slightly justice.
He had been tasting it prior to making sure as ever until he saw the angel approaching him and saying as if he had been celebrating something
"Bingooo wow wow Congratulations you high-flyer!
It was the first training for you and the improvement in your thriving powers are award-winning" by grinning,
so suddenly Fred started to feel jazzed about his success, then said with amazement " so currently first task is done, right?
Angel said" yes buddy you managed to get it done, no worries you astutely will blend into us ".
Fred was goggle-eyed due to he could never expect the angel to glorify what he did especially after coming across an angel whilst he had been about to buy the farm. But there was some unspecified points in his mind regarding what was this fluid and lily-white liquid covering his whole buddy.
He, thus, asked eagerly " so what's this lip-smacking liquid on me?
Know that it's" done to turn"(which means something has been cooked well).
Angel seemed honored of Fred's statements, then said, lifting his pant weirdly" be thankful to sacred balls and yeah it should be perfect combination with watermelon, thanks for feedback".
Afterwards , he tried to figure out what he meant to say for a short while deeply, maybe he wasn't a whip-smart one to get the picture in the twinkling of an eye, but the time when he understood that he was covered with the holy sperm cells, smelling fresh-occured, he thunderously screamed " damnationnnnn".
2 hours later, following the most nauseating and traumatizing moment in Fred's life, he was barely capable of resisting vomiting up all over the floor like a pregnant woman vomiting before giving a birth in car.
Whatever, when he finally stopped vomiting up, he saw the angel was sticking around and outwardly delighted, then the angel started to tell of that incident " oh don't have me on it was not that bad, just be honest buddy".
After that, both Fred and the Angel gazed each other sharply, then Fred abruptly lunged at the Angel with his acting head-bone like a wolf,
the angel vanished bizarrely, so Fred was exuding extreme temper savagely, growling and fed up to the back teeth.
The angel had already emerged behind him, but Fred was unconscious of the angel coming up to him to knock him down covertly, but alas, when he was within a hair's breadth of hitting, Fred's reflexes made him turn back to the angel to bang up him, Fred was of the mind that he could finally snatch him then slaughter wildly, nevertheless, he sharply plunged onto floor with extreme soreness.
He was feeling something inside his body , trying to get out through his stomach, he was quite aching all over as if his body had been getting sliced one by one, and subsequently he said bawling and snarling " what is happening, there is something snapping my bones inside, help me get rid of it Please!".
The angel seemed heartless as though he had known of what would happen next exactly. He was merely staring at Fred's face like a kid cross-examining why he was not allowed to hang out with his friends at nightfall at street.
After a so bugging gaze in Fred's eyes, the Angel eventually attempted to help him out of this painful mood by touching on his back with his sacred hands, and then he said " Oh Boy! You're only turning into a sacred creature by your miracle powers, but we should be in contact with each other at the moment and onwards in such a way that I can prevent you from killing all surrounding you. If you long to hear why you can't be alone with your powers anymore, it's because center of power can only heal you and you will be calmed down while wearing a leash designed to chill you out effectively and keep you away from some affairs , you got?
Fred's extreme soreness was easing over the time, but he was, at that time, not a human, instead, he was looking like a half-humam with some powers.
Subsequently, Fred's pain worn off utterly, but he was not yet a human while standing in the edge tied up and in supervision of the angel, Fred was kinda content with the power given right after hearing the ANGEL mitigated his soreness, ergo, he started to solely be awe of him without any thoughts as expected him to do so. He was dismissing every opinion sprung to mind despite knowing of the fact that reckoning something as all-time certain would only bring about many sadness and disappointments.
Six hours later, finally Fred was turning into a naked human as he had ever been, consequently he was again glad and kicking.
While he was getting released by the angel, he was considering where would be better for sustaining rest of his life, following his turning into a literally monster, which could engender a bulk of deaths of the innocents, so he had to decide where to live next except actual world, then he decided to ask the angel whether it was possible for him to not be involved out of that universe in such a way that he could ne'er cause any death of the innocent-looking people, but he had been aware of the warnings stated specifically regarding not having something different than all said in mind to, at most, think, so he gave up on being inquisitive and started not to think but given mission to perform...